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**2BlackJack1**

OOC: Feth, sorry about that. Edited the post.

BIC: *finds a vacant room and starts taking off pieces of armor*

An odd place so far. I just hope the Rifts haven't touched them too much yet, no one deserves that fate...

*lays down on the bed and quickly falls asleep*

OOC: OK, and now I'm out for the night. NPC as needed and whatnot. Have a good night.

**Overlord Thraka**

*Everyone stares in disgust at the pink things*
Cal: We're playing for gold. *Nods to large pile of various coins on the table* Not, whatever those are...

OOC: S'all good

**Sgt. Vanden**

I would like your old friends...

*Smiles at Kara as she walks off*

Nice ass...

*Blinks back to Horus and pulls self under the Rhino*

Hello Shan'do.

**Overlord Thraka**

*Horus is carefully installing new armor plating on the belly of the beast*
Horus: Hello, almost done here. We could go for another drink or for another sparring match if you like.

**zombiekila707**

*Rick sways a little, a drool.*

Rick: I got some gold *Burp* that pink gak is worth m-m-m-more then this planet...

*Puts down a pile of gold, the gold chips appear to be the shape of little people screaming in horror.*

**Sgt. Vanden**

Sure, I'm up for either.

*Smiles*

You know, the other bird head god brought up a good point...

**Overlord Thraka**

Horus: Ra? He's my cousin, what'd he bring up?

*Morrigan frowns*
Morrigan: Alright. *Deals him in*
*Aoife is disgusted by Rick and not bothering to hide it*

**Sgt. Vanden**

Why I haven't asked if you'd feth me.

*Completely blank-faced and trying to help Horus*

**Overlord Thraka**

*Horus jolts and hits his head on the underside of the tank*
Horus: What?!
*Rubbing his head and looking at Maiev*

**Sgt. Vanden**

Ra said that he's surprised that I haven't asked you yet. I've asked almost everybody else I've seen here, just not you. Or Ra. Or the big long snake. Or the other giant wingless dragon. Or the platypus.

*Shrugs*

**zombiekila707**

*Rick sits and drinks from a bottle of whiskey. He looks over at Aoife.*

Rick: S-s-s-omethin on my face? *Burp* Or is it my hair?

*Pulls out a little robot about the size of a beer glass and turns him on.*

**Overlord Thraka**

*Horus frowns*
Horus: You asked Morrigan? What'd she try to do to you afterwards?

Aoife: Neither, it's your obviously uncaring nature. You're the kind of person I wouldn't trust with a rubber knife

**Sgt. Vanden**

Well, I went to ask her, but then she threatened to very severely hurt me. So I refrained from doing so. That also extended to her boyfriend too. The cutey.

**Overlord Thraka**

*Horus goes back to work laughing slightly*
Horus: Cutey... heh, a week or so ago he looked like a dove. Yes, a giant dove.

**Sgt. Vanden**

Huh. Can't imagine. So, my next question. Would you?

*Continues helping out Horus*

**zombiekila707**

*Rick smiles.*

Rick: W-w-well *Burp* la-D-da!

*Robot looks up.* Robot: WHAT IS MY PURPOSE?

Rick: To hold my bottle.

*Places bottle in robot hands.*

**Overlord Thraka**

Horus: I don't know. Probably not. I've never had a interest in that sort of thing. I've spent my life fighting, it's only recently that I've really settled down and had friends
*Shifting uncomfortably as he screws in the final piece of armor plating*

*Aoife rolls her eyes and wins the hand, then starts another one*

**Sgt. Vanden**

Well, at least it's not a definite no. I've spent most of my life hunting one person, so I kinda understand where you're coming from. Plus, I'm pretty sure Kratos would've done better than you regardless.

*Sees Horus screw in the thing and leans over*

I'll help out. If it's one thing I know, it's screwing things.

**Overlord Thraka**

*Horus shifts uncomfortably again*
Horus: I doubt it honestly. *Finishes screwing in the panel and rolls out from under the Rhino*

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Smiles faintly as Horus wheels himself out*

*Blinks out ontop of Horus' shoulders*

C'mon now Shan'do, where we goin'!

**zombiekila707**

*Rick frowns, and drinks again. The robot looks up confused.*

Robot: WHAT IS MY PURPOSE!

Rick: T-t-to hold my bottle!

*Robot looks at his hands, and lowers his head.* OH MY GOD...

Rick: Yeah welcome to the club, bud..

**Overlord Thraka**

*Horus sighs*
Horus: The bar then. *Walks off towards the bar making sure not to duck in doorways*

Cal: That's cruel, *Looks down at the bot* Your purpose is what you make it to be. Be whatever you want.

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Folds arms and places them on Horus' head*

*Rests head on them and makes sure to dodge the doorways*

**zergling15**

*Perry walks back into the room and heads to Larry's office*

*Leo wakes up on the floor out side*

Leo: The feth. Wait never mind.

*Still has not figured out how to use the pym gun properly*

*Has made a rabbit the size of an elephant and a heard of mini fluffycorns*

**Overlord Thraka**

*Horus walks into the bar ignoring the stares and sits on the floor at a table*
Horus: Are you going to get off by any chance?

*Morrigan is focusing intently on her cards as Cal comforts the robot*

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Blinks off and onto a chair*

Yeah, eventually.

**Overlord Thraka**

*Horus orders himself a Egyptian wine*
Horus: This time, I'll pick up the tab.
*Not leaving room for argument*

*Nicholas walks out of his room mostly healed and goes his office. He opens the door and is instantly covered in a flood of papers*
*Muffled* Nicholas: Oh boy...

**zombiekila707**

Rick to Cal: Hey b-b-b-buddy don't lie *Burp* to the damn thing.

*Rick looks at his cards and folds.*

Rick: I-I gotta ask *Burp* any of you See-e my grandson??

**Sgt. Vanden**

I'll have a vodka this time then, thank you.

*Draws knife and stabs it into the table*

*Starts moving it around while it's tip is still embedded in the table*

**Overlord Thraka**

Horus: Why are you damaging the table?

*Ra looks around at everyone as they shake their heads*
Ra: Guess not, what does he look like?
*Cal glares at Rick then looks down at the bot*
Cal: Ignore him. I think we could use a new security monitor monitor if you want a job